at a private table

He made his way to the back of the hall, and turned to take distance shots of the room. This far end was a series of platforms, but instead of more dancing here, each platform had seating and tables. At the moment, most were actually empty, which gave Danny more room to move about freely. But at one platform, there were three people sitting at a couch, two men and a woman. They were drinking something, had several bottles and glasses on the table, and having a great time. Danny snapped a couple pictures of them.

He refocused his attention on the main dance floor, but then paused. Thinking maybe he had seen something interesting, he turned back toward the table. They weren't aware of him, or if they were, it didn't distract them. The three patrons sat side by side, the two men on either side of the woman. She had long blonde curly hair that was partially teased up for a night out, and then most of it falling down in front of her breasts. The man to her left was white, had short brown hair, wore sunglasses, had a full beard, and wore no shirt under a satin blazer. The man to her left was Latino, dark hair slicked back, also sunglasses, and a tight white t-shirt. Danny couldn't see below the table line.

But it was the table line that caught his interest. The way the woman's arms were positioned, it seemed that she was not just casually sitting, and certainly not able to easily pick up a glass and drink. Her arms were splayed to the sides, and -- Danny took a closer look through the zoom lens of his camera -- moving. Up and down. Danny smiled. She was probably giving these two men something to get excited about.

He maintained his attention on the trio on the couch. It was dim, but Danny's eyes had adjusted and he could see them well enough. The blonde was giggling as the men kept whispering things to her. Every once in a while, one of the men would get particularly close to her ear, whisper something, brush their lips against her face in an intimate gesture that wasn't quite a kiss. She would throw her head back, laughing. Everything between the three of them was laughter and intimacy.

The Latino man took things a bit further, and began to kiss her neck. She wore a black sequined dress that connected over one shoulder (not the side with the Latino man), and a diagonal bust line that left the side of her right breast exposed. Danny imagined that her right nipple was no more than a deep breath away from popping out. As the Latino man kissed her neck, she tilted her head in the other direction, making space for him. Danny saw her chest rise as she tilted, and though he may have willed her nipple to appear, it did not.

He was completely taken in by the sequined dress, though. He watched her chest rise and fall with her breath, watched her skin extend and stretch, but to his dismay (and perhaps her approval), nothing emerged. Her arms continued to bob up and down, and Danny could only imagine what was going on beneath the table's surface. But Latino's kisses did nothing to slow the woman's energy. As Sequins leaned to her left, she got closer to Beard, who took up his own hands to touch her face. He turned her toward him, and engaged her in a full mouth kiss.

In a smooth motion, she released her kiss with Beard, and turned in the other direction, and opening her mouth, she extended her tongue toward Latino. As she backed her face away from him, she said something. It may have been "you ready?" She said the same thing a few more times. "You ready? You ready?" She kept smiling at him. Then, without taking an eye off Latino, flicked her head back toward Beard, and said, "he's ready."

Her left hand let go of Beard, and she turned her body toward Latino. She adjusted her position, and was now kneeling on the seats, both hands under the table addressing Latino, and her black-sequined ass facing Beard, who backed up a little to make room for her. He then stood, and to no surprise of Danny's had no pants on and was at full attention. He ran his hands over Sequin's ass, and then pulled the dress up. She was wearing black stockings under which were black panties, all of which he pulled down to her knees. She wiggled her ass at him, but never took her eyes off Latino. Beard leaned his face in, stuck his tongue out, and began to lick her pussy and asshole from behind.

Sequins had both hands on Latino, all beneath the table's edge, but Danny has a pretty clear sense what was going on. She kept staring at Latino, who stared back. She was working hard, and every once in a while, would drop her head down, most likely to take a mouthful of Latino's cock. She'd pop back up, smile, lick her lips, and gaze at him again. Another bob, another suck, another resurface. She kept her hips wiggling, and Beard was beard deep in her ass.

While she kept her pattern of sucking and stroking Latino, Beard eventually got up on his own knees on the seat, and pointed his cock toward Sequin's pussy. He toyed with her pussy lips, poking the tip of his cock at them and simultaneously rubbing the edge of her asshole with his thumb. She began to quiver more with the added sensations, and her hand moves on Latino became inconsistent. She ultimately chose to dip her head down for longer stretches, sucking his cock under the table while Beard teased and prodded.

She pulled her head up again, gasping for air. She gazed at Latino, and looked like she was about to lean in to kiss him when Beard surprised her by smoothly driving his cock straight into her pussy, all the way in, and grinding against her ass. She tensed her body upon penetration, never getting to kiss Latino, and instead, tightening her face in a combination of pain and pleasure. Beard withdrew, and plunged once again. He settled into a rhythm, sliding back and forth, fucking her doggy style. She regained some composure, and returned to the hybrid handjob/blowjob she was giving Latino.

Beard pulled her dress aside to have clearer access to her ass, and every so often would give a cheek a hard slap. She winced, but enjoyed the sting. She also alternated her pattern of sucking Latino and coming back up for air. He never took his eyes off her, regardless of her position.

She resurfaced again, and Beard pulled out. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her asshole, but she turned to him and said, "not yet." She got up on her knees, turned her body to face Beard, and then essentially took the reverse position, and prepared to suck Beard while making space for Latino to fuck her. Beard sat down, and Sequins gave him a blowjob. She stayed down on his cock more than she had with Latino. She enjoyed the taste of her own pussy on his dick. Latino got up on his own knees on the seat, and with no oral foreplay, just pressed the tip of his dick against her asshole. She turned to him and shook her head. He said something Danny couldn't see. She looked at him more intensely, perhaps begging him to not do whatever he had suggested. He said more, kept talking a bit. She smiled, threw her head back, and laughed. Whatever he had said was enough to dispel her fears, and she went back to sucking Beard's cock. Latino once again poked at her asshole with his dick, and then gently eased it in. First the head, and he pulled out. Then back. Then out. Then back, but more of the shaft. Out. In. Out. In, and even more. Gradually, he had managed to get his full dick all the way in. She lifted her head and bit her lip, hard. She grabbed Beard by the blazer lapels, and took his face in a hard kiss. Latino's gentle thrusts turned into much more aggressive pumps, and with each, Sequins would feel her whole body clench around his dick.

She reached around with her hand, and pulled her ass cheeks apart. Latino saw this, took a moment to pull his cock out, tease her asshole, and plunge back in again. She let go of Beard and returned to giving him a blowjob. Latino pulled out, and this time when he thrust forward, he entered her pussy. He fucked her cunt a few times, then pulled out, and attacked her ass again. A few fucks in the ass, then back to the pussy. He alternated holes freely for a while, and when Sequins lifted her mouth off Beard's cock, she looked back at Latino longingly.

He leaned forward and said something to her, and she nodded. She lifted herself off his dick, and stood on the floor between the seat and the table. She looked back and forth at the two men, who were working to reposition themselves. Latino lay on his back on the seat, and Sequins climbed above him, lowering herself onto his cock. He slid into her pussy first, fucked a bit, said something, and then she lifted up and repositioned herself. This time, she lowered her asshole onto his cock. Once he was fully inside, she leaned back on his chest, and lifted her legs. Beard stepped in, and aimed the tip of his dick toward her pussy. She lowered her legs onto his shoulders, leaned her head up, and said something to Beard. He nodded, and pressed his cock to the lips of her twat.

While her ass was still grinding away at Latino, Beard pushed his cock through her pussy lips, all the way to the back. He withdrew, and pushed forward again. She reeled her head. As Beard pressed forward, Latino would release a little. Then Beard would pull back, and Latino would thrust. They alternated their pounding, but both stayed fully inside her.

She propped herself up a little, and spoke to Beard as he fucked her cunt. From body language (the little that was left after all three of them spent most of their energy on fucking), it looked like she was encouraging him to fuck her more, faster, harder. He did all three of those things, slamming into her as best he could, considering the angle and the obstacles (the table, the seat, and the fact that Latino was balls deep in her asshole). She kept nodding and kept talking. Beard reached forward and pulled the one strap of her dress off her shoulders, and yanked down hard enough to full expose both her breasts. She had full C cup tits, firm, hard pink nipples. Beard dove in to suck on the nipples, first one, then the other. He groped and ravaged them, sucked some more, and all the while, fucked as hard and fast as he could. He slapped the tops of her tits a bit, and she seemed to enjoy that. She kept talking, kept grinding on Latino, kept willing Beard to fuck her harder.

Beard grabbed her shoulders and pulled her. The three of them cooperated as they altered position, now with Beard sitting and leaning back, Sequins climbing on top of him to face him, and Latino standing, prepared to probably fuck her from behind.

As Beard pulled her onto him, he grabbed his cock and stuffed it into her asshole. This position was a bit of a stretch, but she took it in stride. She let him fuck her ass for a bit, then rose up, and lowered her pussy back onto his cock. He shook his head and said something, perhaps, "I'm not done yet," and lifted her up again. He re-angled his cock toward her asshole, and pulled her back down onto him. She bounced up and down some before leaning forward, and sliding off his dick yet again. This time, she pushed his cock back into her pussy, and almost immediately, Latino moved in and stuffed his cock into her asshole. Her tits swing forward, and Beard held them, sucked and bit them, and pressed his face into them.

At this point, Latino was behind her and Beard's face was full of tits. Sequins glanced to her right, looking out over the dance floor. She took it all in, perhaps having forgotten where she was all this time. No one around was looking at her. She scanned the room, and then -- she saw him. She saw the front of a camera lens. She saw a man in dark clothes behind it. When she caught sight of Danny, she turned her body a little bit as if to focus better on him -- but she didn't stop fucking, and she didn't tell the two men. She stared at Danny, who continued watching through his camera. She licked her lips, bit her top lip. Her breathing became steady and heavy. She began grinding against Beard's hips now, and pushing backward onto Latino's cock as well. She stared at Danny, and smiled. She began to nod. That's right. You see me, I see you, who's going to crack first?

Danny lowered his camera, but kept watching. As he lowered it, Sequins's smile faded. She cocked her head to the side as if to say, why stop now? Danny looked down at his camera, and brought it back up to his eye. When he looked at her again in the viewfinder, she was smiling once more. She continued to fuck and be fucked, willing Danny to take pictures (which he did), willing Danny to remain transfixed on her (which he was), willing the two men to fuck and fuck and fuck (which they did).

Latino was first to break. He grabbed hold of Sequins by the hips, and held his body against hers, his cock deep in her asshole. His body convulsed, and his mouth gaped open. He remained there, occasionally twitching involuntarily as his orgasm exploded inside her. Beard was next. He sank his head back into the seat, abandoning her breasts. Latino hadn't pulled out yet, but Sequins sat up as much as she could. Beard reached one hand up and put it into Sequins's hair. The way Sequins was reacting, it looked as if she was (gladly) receiving Beard's come inside her pussy. She smiled. She turned to Danny, and bit her lip. Did you see that? Did you get a picture of that? She looked back at Beard.

She wiggled around for a moment before Latino pulled out and stepped back. She continued to fuck Beard some more, bouncing up and down on him. Whether he came a second time, Danny had no idea. Beard reached up and took hold of Sequins's breasts. She wriggled with pleasure, and ultimately settled down onto Beard. He was likely done, though Danny couldn't see him below the table. Sequins lifted herself off, and stood up. Breathing heavily, and with Latino looking at her from her right, and Beard sitting up to look at her from her left, she stared straight out over the table at Danny. Her dress hung around her hips, her breasts were on full display. Danny couldn't see it below the table, but he imagined both of her holes dripping with come.

She leaned into Latino and whispered something. She did the same to Beard, who stood up. Both men then turned to look outward. She pointed. They saw Danny, and gazed into his camera. She smiled. The two men flipped him the middle finger.